While I'm Fine With You

What's That?" He Asked, When I Stood Beside Him Again. "halos," I Said With A Grin. "for Heavenly Creatures Like Us." "that Might Be A Stretch.

Who Are These People?" My Mother Asked. "guess," Replied Abe Flatly. "who Would Be Foolish Enough To Break Into Court After Escaping It?

You Made Your Own Jean Shorts...with A Butter Knife?

I Lifted The Lid And Found A Piece Of Bread And Some Water—and A Rat That Quickly Darted Off The Tray. Talk About Adding Insult To Injury.

Metaphors. This Was The Cost Of Making Out With An Artist.